Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Slovenia and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Scan 7 to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Suicide. All the underground hits.
All Sex Pistols tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Offenders record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobbi Humphrey record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hasil Adkins,
Basic Channel,
The Index,
Unwound,
Avey Tare,
Absolute Body Control,
Crime,
Terry Callier,
The Cosmic Jokers,
These Immortal Souls,
Barrington Levy,
John Holt,
Black Sheep,
Gang Green,
New Order,
The Stooges,
Mo-Dettes,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Happenings,
Magazine,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Isaac Hayes,
Sällskapet,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Warren Ellis,
Intrusion,
The Fugs,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Liliput,
The Knickerbockers,
L. Decosne,
Pylon,
Goldenarms,
The Birthday Party,
Cybotron,
Barclay James Harvest,
Lightning Bolt,
Oblivians,
Mandrill,
Marvin Gaye,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Trumans Water,
Curtis Mayfield,
FM Einheit,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Reuben Wilson,
Faraquet,
Silicon Teens,
Arcadia,
Chris Corsano,
Jacob Miller,
The Searchers,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Supertramp,
Saccharine Trust,
Kas Product,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Techniques,
Rotary Connection,
Bobbi Humphrey,
David McCallum, David McCallum, David McCallum, David McCallum.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.